Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Your Excellency Captain, we have discovered an unknown island group!"

"Is there any record on the chart?"

"No."

When the gray-haired old captain heard this answer, his original serious expression became darker, and there was no trace of joy on his face.

In fact, there is no need to ask the pilot at all. The old captain who has been at sea for most of his life also knows that the island group gradually appearing in front of him, with no end in sight, did not exist before.

Island groups of this size can be observed through various detection spells or alchemical matrices, even if they are wandering outside Naga territory.

However, there is no mark on any chart that there is such a large island group in Naga's territorial waters.

Such an unusual situation represents an anomaly. The fact that they have not been sunk yet is the biggest anomaly.

They encounter unknown anomalies one after another on the ocean. Although they are still alive, it does not mean that this is a good thing. Sometimes, "death" may be a kind of luck.

"Captain, what should we do?"

There was an uneasy sound, and the navigator obviously realized that something was wrong. They broke into Naga's waters, and saw non-existent island groups. All of this showed that they were touching the unknown in the ocean.

They are just ordinary people looking for a living. The price of exposure to this unknown is too heavy. Sometimes, even death cannot pay it.

"us……"

As an experienced old captain, Donald was about to give the order to turn around and return to the original route. He was not that curious about unknown things.

Unknown islands may contain treasures that have never been discovered, but there may also be terrifying deep-sea monsters lurking in them.

boom--

Accompanied by the trembling sound of the air being torn apart, a frost-white beam of light was projected from behind. This magical attack still did not hit any ship, but just exploded in mid-air. However, no crew members seemed to be concerned about this attack. Delight in the missed attack.

Because there were hundreds of ice cones accompanied by the exploding frost-white aura, falling from the sky like a heavy rain, covering the sea surface hundreds of meters in radius, and covering the ships on the right rear side of the Narwhal.

The ice cone formed by the ice, driven by the blast of air waves, penetrated countless flesh and blood bodies that were unable to dodge at a speed that was difficult for humans to react.

In just an instant, an ocean-going merchant ship was nailed with ice picks with an average height of two meters. Blood spread on the deck, and then gradually soaked the entire ship. With the sea breeze, the smell of blood was so strong that it was nauseating. Then it drifted to the other two ships with the wind.

"Full speed ahead!"

Without giving any order to rescue anyone, the old captain Donald just took one look and made the most rational and cruel decision without hesitation.

Not only were they not attacked by the Naga, but the Navy Jackals who were chasing them also caught up and locked onto them again.

If they don't want to be smashed into pulp by ice picks, their only way to survive now is to enter the archipelago and use the power of the mountains and sea to avoid the terrifying magic attack.

They still had no choice. If they wanted to survive, they had no choice but to land on the island.

"Full speed ahead!"

Under the shadow of death, no one had time to grieve. The sailors who wanted to survive used all their strength to pull up the tattered sails. Under the command of the experienced captain, the ship could burst out with the energy it could now. The maximum speed, rushing towards the islands.

Missing by a hair makes a difference of a thousand miles

It is common for over-the-horizon strikes in the ocean to fail to hit or miss without a sufficiently accurate array to assist in calibrating the direction. Direct hits are rare without assistance.

Every hit can be recorded in the textbook as a case for all gunners to learn from.

Therefore, the navies of quite a few countries have changed the design and casting ideas of the magic cannon on board the ships. They no longer pursue the accuracy of the hit, but pursue the killing range. This is much simpler than improving the accuracy.

I don’t know if it was the blessing of the goddess of luck, or maybe it was the cannon fired just now by the pursuer that consumed all the luck. Under the intrusion of the waves caused by the magic cannons that exploded around them one after another, the two ships Ocean-going ships rushed into the islands almost one after another.

When the ship sailed between the islands after the disaster, the sailors, who were still in shock and had not yet recovered, noticed something unusual. The smiles on their faces froze before they bloomed, and everyone's expressions Became extremely dignified.

In the captain's cabin of the Narwhal, the old captain Donald's face was as dark as water, and he said nothing. The unfamiliar waters that had never been marked on the chart by anyone were terrifying just for entering it for the first time.

"Captain, are there too many flying dragons here?"

The first mate asked in a trembling voice. He knew that his current performance was very unpromising, but the sight in front of him was really difficult for him to stay calm.

Bipedal flying dragons whose heads were covered with rough and thick bone masks were hovering over the ship. They had broad wings, powerful hind feet, and sharp thorns growing out of the rough scales on their bodies. It all shows how ferocious these flying dragons are.

If it's just a ferocious-looking flying dragon, it's nothing. Sailors who make a living at sea, as long as they are a little more experienced, can see all kinds of monsters, many of which have weird shapes that exceed the limits of human imagination. Something that even looking at can cause a person to have a nervous breakdown and become a lunatic.

However, the number of flying dragons hovering over their ship now is too great. First mate Alf could swear that all the flying dragons he has seen in his life are not as numerous as the flying dragons hovering over the ship at this moment.

To adventurers on the mainland, these flying dragons, which could be called high-level monsters, were as numerous as the sparrows next to the small villa where he lived.

Even ants, if the number reaches a certain level, will frighten the giant beasts, not to mention these flying dragons that look far more ferocious and cruel than normal flying dragons.

"It's just a group of beasts. Give them a lesson and they will naturally retreat. Adjust the whale-hunting crossbow on the boat. As long as these beasts dare to pounce down to hunt, shoot them down."

Donald's tone was still calm and calm, but the hand he held on the rudder was so hard that all the knuckles of his fingers were bulging, and the skin between the knuckles was even tighter.

"yes."

Although he felt that the order given by the old captain was not safe, the first mate Alf did not dare to refute it because he could not think of a better way.

You must never give in to a malicious beast, as this will only make the beast feel weak and an easy prey.

"I'll go give them orders right away."

Alf hurriedly walked out of the captain's cabin. Although they were merchant ships engaged in ocean-going trade, precisely because they needed to go to sea and face the various dangers lurking in the ocean and under the sea, the weapons on the ship were actually quite good. of.

Of course, this is also a relative term. If they were targeted by the Kingdom's regular army, then they would have no choice but to flee in embarrassment without any ability to fight back. The crossbows and whale hunting crossbows on the ship were nothing compared to the magic cannons. Just a child's toy.

"Lord Alf!"

When the first mate came to the bow deck, several sailors hiding in the shadows stood up.

"Come here and help me cock the whale hunting crossbow!"

"yes."

With the help of several sailors, Alf, who adjusted the whale hunting crossbow to a state where it could be fired at any time, only felt his scalp numb.

Because the first mate discovered that as long as he adjusted the direction slightly, the flying dragons in the direction of the crossbow would scatter in a rush, giving him no chance to aim. It was as if these beasts knew what kind of weapon it was.

"This is no ordinary flying dragon!"

An experienced old sailor also became uneasy when he saw the abnormal behavior of the flying dragons.

"A blind man can see that these beasts are not ordinary!"

After several attempts to no avail, Alf cursed in anger when he found that he couldn't aim at all.

"Lord Alf, you'd better be careful what you say. They might be able to understand what we say."

The old sailor couldn't help but shrink his neck, took a few steps away from the first mate, and then reminded him.

"What stupid words are you talking about? How can Feilong understand what we are saying?"

Hearing this, Alf felt the hairs on his body explode with horror. He raised his head and glanced at the increasingly dense group of flying dragons in the sky, then lowered his head and lowered his voice.

"I'm not sure. Don't you think these flying dragons are too smart?"

asked the old sailor.

"On the sea, you can encounter all kinds of strange things. It is not surprising at all to encounter monsters that can understand human speech."

Another sailor couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

"Then can we communicate with them?"

"It's best not to. Sometimes our unintentional actions can be quite serious offenses."

"Then what can we do?"

"Wait and see what they want to do."

"Aren't they just thinking about how to eat us?"

"Not necessarily. For many monsters, humans are not ideal hunting targets. They may be simply curious that there may not be humans like us in this archipelago."

"This is a deserted island without an owner?"

First mate Alf's eyes suddenly lit up. Even if he only made a cursory observation and did not sail the entire territory, he could still see how huge this island group was.

If there is no ruler here, but a land without one, then as long as he lives to bring the news back, he will have nothing to worry about for the rest of his life, and can live the life he dreams of.

"Just because there are no humans, it doesn't mean there are no owners. Sir Alf, when you are trying to make a living at sea, you must restrain your greedy thoughts. This will kill everyone."

The old sailor's expression suddenly became extremely serious.

"I know."

Alf said absentmindedly.

His mind was completely alert at the moment. The only thing he thought about now was to bring the news back alive. It didn't make any difference whether there was an owner on this archipelago or not.

Monsters other than humans, or humans, as long as they do not have enough strength, are not considered the masters of many islands. The vast territory and rich resources cannot be owned without matching strong men and armies.

As for the Naga Sea area, neither they nor the regular army of the Kingdom who pretended to be pirates to attack them were not attacked. Those terrifying deep sea monsters may have migrated away, otherwise it is unexplainable.

If this is the case, maybe he should think about how to use his network to operate. Maybe he can use this to complete the class jump and become a member of the nobility, or even become a fiefdom noble with territory.

"Look, a flying dragon has left!"

Suddenly, a younger sailor pointed to the sky excitedly. Alf, who was having a noble dream, looked up and found that flying dragons had left. There were still quite a few, but more flying dragons were flying over.

"What do these guys look like?"

Some sailors couldn't help but whisper.

"They're curious about us."

"I remember when I went home half a year ago, I took my little daughter to the circus to watch a performance."

The stares of many flying dragons made the crew members of the two surviving merchant ships feel extremely uncomfortable, because those were not the looks that should appear on beasts.

However, what made many people breathe a sigh of relief was that these seemingly aggressive monsters did not show any tendency to attack them.

In order to avoid the pursuing navy, the two merchant ships continued to penetrate deeper into the archipelago, hoping to use the complex and unfamiliar terrain that no one had ever been to to get rid of these guys who wanted to kill them.

"Damn, these bastards are waiting for us to see them. They keep gathering above our heads and give away our position."

"Don't worry. If those navy jackals dare to chase us, they will be surrounded by these flying dragons. At that time, if they attack, they may have some fun."

"I hope so!"

Even armed merchant ships cannot compete with regular army warships, so they can only place their hope on the monsters in the ocean.

"Centaur, there is actually a centaur here!"

"It's an intelligent race that can communicate!"

After going some distance, when we saw a flat shoal and the vast plain behind the shoal, we heard exclamations one after another again.

The surprise of seeing familiar intelligent creatures in unfamiliar waters is indescribable. Although these centaurs looked at them with caution and vigilance, this did not prevent the sailors from cheering, because it meant that they could land ashore. Now that we have obtained supplies, we might be able to take a break.

"Captain, do we want to communicate with these centaurs?"

Alf quickly came to ask for instructions. The islands already had extraordinary significance to him.

"You came just in time. I am discussing with them who should be sent to negotiate with the centaurs. We need to understand the situation here."

Old Captain Donald glanced at the first mate.

"I'd like to go."

Alf volunteered.

"Wait a minute, you guys, what is that?"

The second officer suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed outside the cabin. Everyone followed his finger and looked at him. At this moment, even the extremely experienced old captain could not help but show a hint of shock on his face.

I saw a giant beast surrounded by thunder, carrying a battle ax, walking slowly out of the mountains of the island. The air around him crackled, and the island trembled with the movement of its four legs. Every time he took a step, It will leave a deep claw mark on the ground.